Crown of sonnets / Poetry / Family / Humanity / Mental Health
Fathers’ Wish
Parents and siblings you can’t count on.
1.Watch it
It’s twelve o’clock at night, then father said:
“Come home darling. It’s getting late and cold.”
“I am totally fine!”, she replied sad
Walking through the old door on her high heels, bold;
slamming the old door behind and his face…